Welcome back to the home of the oxymoron. Evil genius. He asked the newspaper to print his obituary early so he'd enjoy it. That's like hiding at your own funeral. Yeah, a big, great gig. I'm Russell Kane. Join me to weigh in on whether the biggest players in history are more evil or genius. Becoming that rich, I'd say that is some level of genius. It also helps

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wherever you get your podcasts. Hello. Four legs good, two legs bad is what they tirelessly bleat in George Orwell's animal farm.

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The day arrives of the autumn fair and torrents fall.

Those sheep in throngs are gathered there ten thousand all.

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